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And I thought this would be a rest day for me. I woke up to my mom’s morning nagging… She’s arguing with my pop… she has to go to a church meeting and pop was so pissed about her being too preoccupied with that church thing. Anyway, I was forced to get up to ‘man’ our store (which I totally despise!)

I did my laundry, I cooked rice (which I’m still not an expert all these years) and I fed Wonbin. I was doing a lot of house chores and they felt very new to me. Probably because I am not used to doing them anymore. I felt tired so easily.

Come to think of it… it is probably time that I learn and get used to doing such things. No more Ms. Prinsesa this time…


I don’t mean to be a total prat and an over-sensitive whining schmuck but I am really really upset with some people. When I was in Cebu, a friend (out of the blue), sent me a message just to let me know that our friends from the other side of the world called her up. She was all jolly and excited and (I dunno) but I kind of sensed a little bragging that our so-called friends still do get in-touch with her (but not me). I really don’t know but I really felt jealous. It’s probably bad and I kind of over-reacted. But I just feel like despite all my efforts to get in-touch with them and keep them updated of what’s been happening to me and my interest to know what’s been happening to them(that sometimes I feel like sobrang nagpapapansin na ko), they don’t seem to appreciate it. I haven’t heard from them in months now and it really saddens me. It’s like I already missed the important happenings in their lives and I just wanted them to feel that ‘hey, even though we’re like heavens apart, I still care for you guys’ but they don’t seem to care about me anymore. I know I sound too paranoid and immature but I really can’t help but feel it. No birthday greetings, no occasional ‘How’s life and what’s up with you these days’, no whatever…
Oo, nagtatampo ako. I hate this word really. But it’s what I feel right now.
I just miss you guys… =(

In my ultra-eagerness to learn what Harry’s fate would be (or the details at least) in J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows, I never stopped reading until I finished last night. I am a big (and old) a fan of Harry Potter and boy, did I get occasional goose bumps here and there while nearing the ending… and I cried a lot too. I adored some of the characters that were extinguished in the battle against He-Who-Must-Be-Named. I am heartbroken. Okay, I’d say no more as I don’t want to be a spoiler

Speaking of spoilers…

Yesterday morning, I was watching the Today Show and as I was inside the shower, I heard the theme of Harry Potter being played in the background. I peeked in (despite totally being covered in shampoo and soap lather) and there she was, her royal highness, the great Harry Potter creator, J.K. Rowling being interviewed by Meredith Vieira swarmed by double a dozen kids. I cannot help it so I got out of the bathroom, soapy and shampooey and all and watched the interview. In my haste decision, I knew everything that I had to without even finishing the book. At least, I got the info from the author herself and not from some arrogant, show-off retard who thinks he / she’s better than the others for finishing the book ahead of the lot. I promise I wouldn’t be like that because if you’re a real Potter fan, you know what respect means. Okay, I am being overboard.

Anyway, now that the Potter series is complete, J.K. says she’s planning to come up with a Harry Potter Encyclopedia… yay.. can’t wait! I got so interested in J.K. Rowlings life that I googled her up. Here’s what I found.

Some interesting watch in youtube:

Deathly Hallows Q&A Interview
Tribute to the Heroes at the Battle of Hogwart – I cried watching this one… seriously!

The clouds were already murderous black when I gazed up on the sky on my way home from a small tittle-tattle with old friends at the mall. It was a threat of an imminent heavy downpour. The angry whoosshhh of the wind was like catcalls alarming the hell out of me. I reached our gate just in time as Wonbin, our deranged half-mongrel, half-retriever floundered his whole weight on me, paws trying to scratch my creamy blue chiffon dress, the sky cried with all its might. I am safely back home.


Wala lang, sometimes I like describing things as if I am a fictional character. Well, I’d like to be one. Probably because it is an easy way out of this sometimes very mundane life; I just had to exist for my author-creator. I just had to be what I am bound to be. And if he gets tired of me, he can just kill me in the end. The end.

But no, I am real. Pinch me, I’ll whimper; stab me, I’ll bleed.

Thus, I feel pain – physical,emotional, mental, spiritual — name it. I get abused, I get tired. I get lousy, I get fired up. On the other hand, I have faith, I have emotional scars. (Okay, this sounds like a poem already!) My point is, I am happy I am alive. I feel life pulsating through my veins and I breathe (a very polluted air though). So I am living life to the best of my capacity. As a dear friend used to tell me : “Live each day as if it is your last!” That way, you’ll never miss out on anything. And so, I am trying… desperately to win this battle over the intricacies life is yet to offer.

My life… I lift it high
My world… I lift it high
My love… I lift it high

Higher. Higher.

I called, you answered and you came to my rescue… I wanna be where you are.

Never felt this blessed; No, I always feel blessed but this sudden strong feeling of gratitude is sweeping over me, lifting my spirits up and deepening my faith further. I just want to say THANK YOU.

What can be more fitting?!? I got this from a friend’s blog… she said the song’s from a puppet musical called ‘Avenue Q’… (Thanks Stef, I ripped this off from you obviously)


There’s a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend;
There’s a fine, fine line between reality and pretend;
And you’d never know ’til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.

There’s a fine, fine line between love
and a waste of time.

There’s a fine, fine line between a fairytale and a lie;
And there’s a fine, fine line between “you’re wonderful” and “goodbye.”
I guess if someone doesn’t love you back it isn’t such a crime,
but there’s a fine, fine line between love
and a waste of time

And i don’t have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don’t think that you even know what you’re looking for
For my own sanity, i’ve got to close the door
and walk away

There’s a fine, fine line between together and not
And there’s a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while youo’re still in your prime…

There’s a fine, fine line between love
and a waste of time.

Yey! I already got my very own copy. Alas! My Harry Potter book collection is complete! Ang saya!
Here’s what happened…

Just kidding… I know a lot of Harry Potter fans out there are reading like crazy, eager to find out what Harry’s fate would be… or who dies in the end, or if Hermione and Ron would finally hit it off. I am one of them. v(^__^)v

And yea… I’m still halfway through the book… can’t wait to finish it…

The last time I was going to Cebu, I was ecstatically excited (huh? overly redundant) Apart from the fact that it was an all-expense paid media junket sponsored by Aboitiz and the ports authority, all I had to do was go and enjoy the moment. But this time, it is totally different.

Last week, my sister announced that we (by that I mean her and me) are going to Cebu. She has some work to attend to and I, well, she just want to bring me along. Haay. Of course I wanted to go so I said yes. Heck, I had to pay for my own plane fare (di bale, babawi ako sa food!!!) I was quite apprehensive though knowing that I’ve got truckload of unfinished work and I’ll be wasting a total of four days. So I decided to say goodbye to vacation altogether and work while I’m there.

I spent most of my day calling up people, asking for (more of begging actually) for appointments so I wouldn’t be idle my whole stay there. And luckily, I got three so far… tee-hee! So, it’s official… this is not vacation… this is W-O-R-K!


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